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Very dumb and then, his mentality is loyal

He never heard of Shakespeare, Kipling or Freud.

But when it comes to love, you can bet your bottom dollar

He's a gentleman and a scholar.

He's a true blue sweet and low brow

Knows nothing of the world at large, or what is going on

But in romantic knowledge he's far greater than Don Juan.

He's no Apollo, possesses no looks...

What he knows of love, isn't written in books...

And once you know the thrill of his

You'll obey 'most every will of his

He's a gentleman and a scholar.

Missy!

Thank you.

- Please? - I must see Mr Chisholm.

Please.

How do you do, Mrs Chisholm.

Please.

- I received your letter. - Yes.

You threatened to have me deported. I want an explanation.

The reasons seem fairly obvious.

A white woman inviting insult by singing in a native caf�.

You're a menace to the decent women of Bayah.

Do you think I enjoy parading myself twice a day...

Having them leer at me from every table, every window...

- Then why a parade? - What else can I do?

What will the "decent" women of Bayah allow me to do?

Your husband's reasons for killing himself may have something to do with their attitude.

Yes...

You're all eager to believe the scandal. Even if I had been guilty...

This is all very unpleasant and useless.

Why don't you return home?

Do you think I'd be living here in the islands

if I had a home to go to?

- Then go where you're not known. - Where's that?!

I've gone from one island to the other.

You and the people like you have seen to it that the scandal follows me.

A woman has as much right as a man to bury her past.

I'm staying, singing in the caf�, doing the only work I know.

You'll make it necessary for me to FORCE you to leave.

You don't frighten me.

Some things a woman gains from a life like mine...

And I think I�ll never be afraid of anything again.

Please... Mr Horace H. Prin.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

Well, well, well! And how's the king of the river?

Who's the 'andsome lady?

She was once the wife of Denning, the planter.

Denning, Denning, Denning, Denning...?

Oh, yes... Denning, Denning, Denning....

Bit of a scandal, wasn't there... when her husband grew tired of living.

From all accounts a lady of a highly....

...romantic disposition.

That's what I call a lady!

Good evening, Mr Prin.

Come this way.

- Prin wanted to come. - A native caf�?!

It's not my idea of entertainment

Hang it all, it won't contaminate you.

Would you like to take a seat there, Mrs Chisholm.

Am I thrilled when you caress me?

And your luscious lips are near

But I want you to possess me...

Yes, my dear...

Do I yearn a night of night's love...

When you murmur in my ear...

Would I climb to heaven's heights, love...

Yes, my dear.

That lady is an ornament to pash.

...I'll stay with, so carry me away with you...

Will you tell the little lady that I want her to honour us with her company.

When she's through with her warble.

Does my heart forever hold you

Are you mine, my dear

Would I drag you, would I hold you

My dear.

Big boss there want you to go sit beside him..

No!

Him very big boss. Him name Prin.

King of the river, isn't he?

Him all alone king, missy... Very big boss.

Tell his majesty I'm very obliged, but the invitation should come from Mrs Chisholm

That's all.

There's nothing I'd refuse you

to comfort or amuse you

Or must I ever lose you, dear.

Well?

Missy speak...

She want lady to ask her come sit close big boss.

I'd esteem it a great favour if you'd ask the lady

to share the burden of entertaining us 2 blokes.

Would you?

Very well.

Ask the lady if she will join us.

A glass of water?

- Boss missus want you to come. - No.

So you don't know who I am, eh?

I made an impression on you, did I?

That's Prin.

Prin?

P - R - I - N.

"King of the River"?

You've heard of me, haven't you?

Only from the waiter.

You haven't spent any part of your childhood in the slums, have you?

Your Ladyship.

Well, I have.

It don't take the heart out of you... Do you know what it does?

It makes a blooming king out of you.

Same as it did out of me, Prin.

Prin, as these bloomin' snobs...

won't step to 'im

the way they're steppin' on you, now.

Blast their stinkin' hides!

Where you going, when you leave Bayah?

So Mr Chisholm told you.

How kind!

You don't have to go... Not with Prin behind you, you don't.

Perhaps Mr Chisholm told you also that he had me dismissed tonight.

Can you get my job back for me?

I've got something better to offer you than this...

My lass...

I'll show you who Prin is.

You'll find these maps of mine...

all over the town

Here we are now, on this wee spot here.

One day up the river...

and it's ALL mine!

This used to be Davidson's but it's mine now.

And to the north here...

it's mountains, of course it's unexplored...

but they'll all be mined some day.

And here's the headquarters, 3 days up the river.

There's a river on one side...

bit of woods on the other...

A handful of help, black and white, to keep the place tidy.

But it lacks the touch of a woman's hand.

I don't go much in for show much, I don't.

As everyone needs a home...

And what I calls 'ome... it is 'ome.

Home...

Well...

How do you like your new 'ome, your ladyship?

To an ordinary eye, she might appear to be an old tub, beached high and dry in the jungle.

I brought her up here 20 years ago.

Her running days are long since over.

But she's had a history.

A history like a royal palace.

All lined up to welcome you.

Here's Jakey now...

- How do you do. - Same here.

And these three hold the outposts of my empire.

Hambly now is at he first outpost.

He's almost a neighbour.

Fenton is next to 'im.

A matter of 2 days journey, if you has a good boat...

And Connors is holding the fort, back up to the mountains.

And here, you greasy beggars, you have the honour of beholding Mrs Prin.

She's been Mrs Horace Prin for a little matter of 10 days now.

She's lovely, isn't she?

Oh, and 'ere's me 'ead overseer.

Ritmeister Count David Frederick Kurt von Mannheim von Elst

Late of His Imperial Majesty's Charlottenburg Dragoons.

There's a mouthful for you.

Doesn't look it, does he?

I'm sure we'll all be very good friends.

Very pretty, you know... very pretty.

Now you three, shove off... I've got the supplies here.

- I'm not going, Prin. - What's this I hear?

You've been trading the natives rotten rice and bad gin.

They're due to blow up any time. I won't go back!

Oh, dear, dear... This is very unfortunate.

However, I have a man coming up... likely chap.

I wonder what you've got on HIM!

What do you mean by that, Gerard?

You know...

You never bring anyone up, unless you've got something on him.

We all know it's true. Take your hands off me, Fenton!

I know... you killed your wife.

- Scotland Yard want you... - That's enough!

Always something.

Connors sold drugs... Anderson's a thief.

I'm a forger...

All of us... That's the way you hold us!

You think we daren't leave, but I'm through! I'm going down the river.

Down the river! I'm going home!

So, you're going home, m'lad!

Home! Well, well, well, well!

How I'd like to go 'ome myself!

Well, a pleasant journey to you, Hambly. My compliments to the family.

You remember Anderson, now, don't you?

He had to go home, sudden-like, just like yourself.

He had a bit of business with the crocodiles on the way down.

We all missed him, didn't we, fellas?

You might look in on his family and tell hem how we missed him.

When you get home.

If you get there.

This way to the drawing room, your ladyship.

Like a royal palace, your ladyship.

Better go, boys.

Guess Hambly's got it down pat.

Everybody up here's a crook.

Except me, of course.

I always thought you were a bank robber, Jakey.

Never had a chance.

You know...

You don't think I'm too forward, but... I always wondered what Prin's got on you.

You don't kinda look like a...

Well... you know what I mean.

My secret's a terrible one, Jakey.

My father sent me to school in America.

The one day I was caught...

- Smoking in chapel. - Gee, that's bad.

It's all my taste.

Convenient.

Well, well, well now... If it isn't Duke.

Jakey!

Are you fond of animals? Well so am I...

Take him to his nest. It's more cosy for him.

This way, your ladyship.

This way to the bedroom, your ladyship.

It's the Gold Room, we called it.

Thanks, Duke.

There... that ought to knock her eye out.

Why don't you loosen them up a bit, Jakey. You're strangling them.

I left my own 'soup-and-fish' at home, or I'd show you a thing or two myself.

- I suppose you picked those flowers for Prin. - Sure.

Especially that lily.

When his health fails.

- I hope I'm not intruding. - Not at all, ma'am.

We was just talking about you.

Even the darkness seems green.

Green hell, that's what it is.

Excuse me.

Duke's the light of his life.

What's it like up the river?

I don't know... A bit dull, I suppose.

Is it as terrible as Hambly says?

Depends.

- Hambly couldn't face it. - Obviously.

I suppose the natives are dangerous.

They're bound to blow up once in a while, naturally.

But Prin has them pretty well in hand.

Yes, so I noticed.

Prin has everything well in hand, hasn't he?

Yes... a capable man, your husband.

How long have you been here?

I came to the islands when I was 20.

20?

You're the first white woman I've seen in 10 years.

You've never been home?

I can't go.

Oh, forgive me, I...

I know what it's like when one can't go home.

Ain't you a sight for sore eyes!

- Makum tommuta. - Good.

Your ladyship...

Look at the ritmeister, your ladyship... Ain't he the bleeding christmas tree?

Jakey!

What are those drums for?

It's the native version of "Here Comes the Bride".

They're celebrating our marriage rites.

I don't know why they bother to get married around here.

When a wife gets tired of her husband, she just puts his spears outside.

Then he's got to go and find himself a new wife.

Jakey's an ornament to any feast.

And a delight to the eye.

The strange rhythm. Modern, isn't it.

- Ravel! - Ravel?

I haven't heard the name in years.

I can almost imagine he's conducting 'Bolero' out there.

I must tell you, your ladyship, that the ritmeister is highly educated.

Oh, highly!

If it's in my honour, we might go over, after dinner.

Now there's an idea but you don't know how these heathens celebrate...

How could you, so young and pure.

Ask the ritmeister how they goes on, on these happy occasions.

The maidens led to the altar.

I'm the blinkin' altar!

- You picked these? - Yes, ma'am.

I always wanted to be a florist.

But I'm subject to rose-fever.

- They're lovely. - Take 'em away!

- Leave them. - Ungkat kam balna!

I must learn to speak Malay.

I've been speaking Malay my love for 20 years.

20 years.

Please, if you'll excuse me.

The gentlemen will now continue with their vittles.

While the ladies retire...

to the drawing room

Jakey!

Tuan Hambly matay! Tuan prit peli pistol.

I'm so sorry.

Give me a cigarette please.

Now here's a tender thought...

If Hambly ain't willed me his belt and his gun!

Poor chap!

Stuck in the mudflats on the way down...

And of course finished off by the brutal heathens.

Never got to see his people after all.

He didn't know the channel, he didn't.

If Hambly's dead, who's responsible?

The natives at the bend are under orders.

How would you like to go up the river amongst the peaceful natives,

and take Hambly's place?

There's a new chap coming up here who could handle your job very nicely.

There's a thought!

Well, how do you like your new home now, your ladyship?

It is a nice location, isn't it...? All snug and cosy.

You couldn't be more peaceful if you was to enter a nunnery.

It's beautiful.

Well, whatta you know, Duke... time to pull another leaf off the calendar

Hey! Only one!

Time don't mean much up here, but don't throw the months away.

Have you ever been incredibly, inexcusably happy?

Yes!

Once, long ago.

You know...

- No, that isn't what I meant to say. - I thought you put it very well.

One month ago, the most charming person I've ever known...

- ever hoped to know, came to this... - David...

I've made a discovery...

Yes it's a little... just a tiny bit crooked.

- What is? - Your nose.

At football, at an American school...

Football?!

Frosty air, fur coats, yellow chrysanthemums.

- Cracking ribs. - Ground crackling under your feet.

- Gay voices. - Hot roasted peanuts 5 cents a bag.

Inexcusably happy.

Inexcusably happy.

Why don't you sing the ritmeister the caf� songs, since he likes music.

The smutty one you sing so nicely.

Didn't you know where I picked up Her Ladyship?

In a caf� down the river.

What a stinking hole it was too, if I may say so.

Stop it, Prin!

Hers is the story of what I might call an amorous disposition.

Her husband, absent now, blows his bloomin' brains out...

when Her Ladyship leaves him for a handsome Australian.

He was handsome, wasn't he darling?

Stop it!

Now, now, now, now, now!

What's all this?

The feminine influence?

Is that why you're not running away?

David...

David...

"David"?

What's this I hear? "David"?

David!

Don't let him hurt you so.

His madness consists of lifting people up and banging them down.

Better go back to the boat... I'm not worth bothering about.

I can say that about myself, too.

There's no escape for me.

We're all prisoners some time, aren't we?

Perhaps.

Oh David, what've you been, what is it my dear?

I'm a deserter.

I deserted my regiment, out here.

That's not the end of life.

They call me a deserter too...

They say my husband killed himself because of me.

It was debt, not me... I had nothing to do with it.

But even if it were true, I'd fight for what's left of life.

Yes... yes!

You�re quite right.

- If only i could get away from... - From what?

One night in the jungle, my best friend, from my regiment, was captured by the natives.

They cut off his head...

and threw it in through the window.

It rolled at my feet.

I ran away.

And ever since that moment, I've been running away from that head.

From something... I don't know.

Judith, don�t you see...

I threw the rest of my life away, after that.

In one moment, I lost everything I wanted, everything I hoped for.

It's worth finding again.

You've fallen from somewhere nearer the stars than most people.

It's worth climbing back.

To what?

You've seen enough to know that I'm free,

that I'm under no obligations to Prin.

Let's climb back, David, together.

Judith...

There's not going to be any more fears, dear.

We're going away, you and I.

We'll face Prin. We'll tell him we're going together.

We'll take a boat and go down the river.

We're going home.

So you're going home, m'lad, and Judith's going with you.

I shall be sorry to lose you.

Both of you.

If you're going, you're going.

- I'll get my things. - But you'll get no boat.

Have to hoof it through the jungle, the pair of you, under your own steam.

22... 27...

Nice jolly walk you'll have of it, too.

The whole jungle to bill and coo in, and to live and die in

Well, that's what love is, isn't it... to live and die together.

Oh yes... the natives will see to that.

2 loving heads on 2 poles, side by side.

You can't frighten him.

And if her head comes off first, ritmeister, according to custom...

you'll have the pleasure of addressing the last few remarks to her as if she were a blinking idol.

Or maybe it'll roll at your feet.

Strike me blind if you wouldn't be a fine sturdy hope for her to lean on, trip over.

David, David, David!

We'd never get through.

You know where you're going, my lad... You're going up river, not down.

You're the bloke what's taking Hambly's place at Gilba.

Go up there, David.

I want you to go.

So you was going home, bold as brass!

With your poor little heart pounding inside you, like a drum!

If a man talked to me that way brother, I'd kick his teeth out.

Hello!

Who are you?

I'm Ballister.

How d'you do.

Well Mr Overseer...

You're just in time to see a bit of our happy home life.

He's her hero.

He's a regular Galahad.

He ought to be leading Lady Godiva's horse.

I'd lead a horse with that dame on it any day.

How much do you weigh?

180... why?

- 30 lb meat and the rest wind and water? - You'll find out.

- An American? - Any objections? - I ain't finicky.

Been in the islands long?

- A fine neck for hanging you've got. - Aside from the stretch you did ina chain-gang.

I got your whole horoscope, I have.

A price on your head.

Try and collect!

Bit of a scrapper, aren't you... Well, so am I.

I'm Prin.

King of the river, eh?

King of this river, anyhow.

Well, how about a drink?

Vaegi!

- Whisky soda. - And none of your rotten trade stuff, either!

David...

Bless you!

Love in the forest, eh?

Say, do you come under the head of overseer's divvies?

Whats the matter, Baby?

- Nice bint, what? - That's Mrs Horace Prin, that is.

What are you grinning at?

Nothing, I was just thinking.

Another hero! This stinking hole's beginning to breed 'em.

If you want to know, I sleep light.

Very light indeed.

I've put heavier guys than you on a bed, without even waking them.

Hello, beautiful.

Listen, you've been trading those natives rotten rice... not fit to eat.

Are you trying to tell me how to run my business...

Me who was king up here when you were in your blinking diapers.

The old Federal Company fought me for the trade up here...

I've put the screw in the old square nozzle and now YOU come in...

and tells me what to do

- Yeah, you're good, ain't you! - Good? I'm a darn sight...

Yeah, well don't bust over it!

Listen... Is there a real bathtub on this rotten cracker-box?

So he wants a real bath now does he?

Blast me, if he ain't beginning to change.

And we're out of talcum-powder.

How about the tub?

I'm sorry to inform your highness that the only bathroom on this yacht...

is the exclusive property of Her Ladyship.

Maybe I'll get myself invited in, yet.

If you ever get yourself asked into that room...

you may find yourself down the drain in your own dirty water

yeah, maybe it'll be worth it, old cockroach.

Hey, boy!

Hey, boy! Bring me my pants!

It's time you loosened up a bit.

It's take you longer than it takes most of them to give me a tumble.

Come on now, baby... Chuck the high hat.

Did you think I was singing for you?

Trying to get the old man's goat, eh?

What's the matter... don't he care for music?

What, again?

Quit kidding yourself, pal...

You can do a lot worse in this hole than give me a tumble.

I've had my eye on you, e ever since I stepped on this tub.

You've known I'm here, too, haven't you?

Come on now, say it.

I've watched those big eyes of yours, and other things.

What do you say, Baby, OK?

What's the matter, you afraid of Prin?

Forget it. I can handle that bloater with one finger. One finger!

- You think so? - Yeah, I'm telling you.

- You want to know something? - Yeah, I'm listening.

You'll go under, like all the others.

- Me? - Yeah.

Like all the rest.

You still hipped on that what's-his-name... von Elst?

You ain't gonna miss THAT lug. Not while I'm around.

Is Her Ladyship warming up to the American hero now?

Well, if it ain't old potbelly in person!

No manners at all, Your Ladyship!

- Why don't you teach him etiquette, me lass? - Now listen, squash-face...

If you were all the opposition I had around here, we'd be getting somewhere.

Wouldn't we, beautiful?

Don't tell me there's another man who's breaking up me happy home?!

What is it?

He said a couple of chiefs had come down from Gilba to see Prin.

The ritmeister's sent these gentlemen down here. Would you believe it?

- Hear that? - Yeah.

You'd better fix it up, Prin...

Give them decent trade goods or give them the right to trade with other traders.

We'll have plenty trouble.

What do YOU think, m'love?

I don't know anything about it.

You don't care what I tell 'em, do you?

Now you've done it!

- That'll knock the lid off the whole river. - I don't care.

No more danger here than if you was in Kensington Gardens.

Not for Prin it ain't.

What about the men up the river?

Fenton and Connors and Von Elst...

Don't you worry, my love, the natives won't come down here.

If they has a grievance and perhaps they has,

they'll see the ritmeister about it, after all it was him who sent 'em down here.

And Chisholm, if they want to ask a question about an imaginary insult.

But your husband's quite safe here, don't you worry.

Do you think I care?!

Very nicely spoken, my love... very!

Well, you asked for it... There it is!

Shakin' in your pants? Well I ain't... Look here!

Excuse me, my love.

Look here!

See how Prin protects the wellbeing of his household!

- Boy, a couple of machine guns! - Yes, and plenty of ammunition.

That is of course, if you're not shaking too much to use 'em.

Prin, you've got to warn those men up there.

Jakey!

I'll go over to the compound to settle them down.

- Ballister, it's up to you... - What?

- Prin won't do anything. Someone has to. - What are you talking about?

- You must save those men! - Ah no, beautiful!

I should risk my neck to save your boyfriend?!

Not me!

- You're afraid? - Certainly I'm afraid.

For once in your life, won't you do something decent?

Why?

What do I get out of it?

Anything, if you'll only save David.

Ah no, Baby!

Hear those drums?

Those guys lives up there ain't worth a dime.

- I'm staying right here. - But you MUST do it, Ballister!

Take it easy, Baby... You can use my shoulder to cry on.

I'll have you forget him.

It's me, Fenton... Let me in!

- You tried, too? - Yes, they're coming down the river.

- Where's Connors? - I don't know, the lid's off for the whole river.

Let's get out and warn them down below.

Try and get out.

They won't stop here, they'll go down to the boat.

That'll be Prin's problem.... Dirty dog!

I'm going now.

They won't arrack until morning. If I get through...

A man's head!

It's Connors'.

Poor devil.

Get away from that window. Do you want a spear in your neck?

Wait till tonight. We can't leave till tonight

There's no risk in it for Prin!

I'm not thinking about Prin.

Duke!

Duke!

Duke!

Duke!

Whadda you think?! Duke has flown the coop!

- That's alright... he'll be back. - Do you think so?

I'd go and look for him, but I'm no detective.

But then I've got a flare for that occupation...

All it takes is a little nerve, and by Jupiter I got plenty of that.

Were you hurt, Ma'am?

No, will you get me some tea, Jakey?

- Sure, ma'am. - Jakey!

- Yes, Boss? - Was you looking for Duke?

Did you find him, Boss?

Oh yes, I found him.

I'll get you tea, Ma'am.

It's alright...

I'll fix 'im!

I'll fix 'im.

What did he want to do THIS for?

You ain't never done nothing to nobody.

David!

Jakey! Jakey!

Coming, Ma'am, coming!

- Jakey, he's dead! - Not much, just a bit of a nip here.

What's happened?

What's happened?

- You get the whiskey. - That'll bring him to.

Pour it down his blasted throat.

The tribes are joining up...

Where are they now?

On their way here.

Seen anything of Fenton?

Fenton's waiting for night.

- Connors is... - Where's Connors?

Connors dead

How do you know.

How do you know?!

They threw his head in the window.

- Got his nerve back! - Got it!

How did you get away?

Fought through.

Where'd you get a boat?

There was no boat.

You came through the jungle?

Baby, you should've waited for Fenton and the night.

I was afraid they'd get here first.

We MUST get down the river.

As usual, planning to turn tail without a fight.

He risked his life to warn us

Lay off him, Prin!

I'm not man enough and neither are you to do what he's done.

He fought his way through that jungle, to warn us.

To warn YOU.

Laugh that off!

You haven't gone soft, have you... standing up for a yellow dog?

How would you know?

How would you know a brave man, Prin, you're a coward.

How would you know a truthful man... You're a liar.

How would you know HIM?

You're not further away from God, than you are from not knowing HIM.

"King of the river", eh Prin?

By night you�ll be turning tail down the river with the rest of us.

Is the old man letting you go without asking?

- You've changed, haven't you? - Yes.

Well, we'll see just how good you are.

Prin... hey Prin!

The old monkey will enjoy this.

Goodbye Ballister.

Thanks.

It's alright.

Hello! Not going away for the weekend, are you?

I'm taking Judith home.

Dear, dear! Without asking her husband's permission?

I'm not asking anyone's permission. I'm taking the No.1 boat.

I know... I saw you loading it up, and I'm not going to stop you.

- I'm going to let you go. - I know you are.

Goodbye.

No hard feelings, I hope.

Well, run along, get your divorce... and marry your pretty ritmeister.

You know why I'm letting you go, don't you?

Because I've no further use for you, either of you.

I've more important things to do, than shoving you around.

Are you taking the other boat, Prin?

Me leave the river?

I don't want to be impolite, m'lad, but I'm sticking to the river.

Not to a wife with a slightly amorous disposition.

You come back... Come back you rat!

- Come back here, we'll need you. - I got to get away! I gotta!

Governor... Don't let him make me go back!

Come on, Jakey.

They'd better hurry.

Fat heap o' difference it'll make, whether they hurry or not.

What'd you do... hide a bomb on the boat?

Hide a bomb in it? I hid a couple of bombs in it!

I emptied all the gas out of it

and left just enough for yellow-belly to get down to the mud flats,

where the heathens will finish them off!

How I'd love to see the ritmeister's face, when he finds out!

You're a card, ain't you!

You gotta stay up nights with the crocodiles, to get ahead of me!

You sure got a head on you, Pot-belly!

What a finish!

I better get down to the compound to organise them heathens of mine.

Alright... alright!

You're asking for it!

See you in church!

Hello... did you see 'em off?

And kissed them goodbye.

Want to bet they'll get through?

On half a gallon of gas? You're barmy!

No, on a full tank.

Blast you Ballister! What do you mean?

It's just that I gave them the other boat, that had plenty of gas.

You dirty double-crossing dog!

You want to know why I let her go?

Not that you'll understand...

-Something that's over your head got under my skin. - Mush!

There's one thing you forgot.

I'll lay you 100 pounds they don't get through.

What did I forget?

- Take my bet? - Sure, I'll take it

About time to get out those machine guns.

- Ever handled one, Windbag? - Have I...!?

In the trenches, and in Chicago.

Yes, we'll have a little bit of S-P-O-R-T when the heathen rushes us.

Duke's got a message for you Prin...

Those guns of yours are at the bottom of the river.

Let's fill up the tank in the other boat and get out of here!

There isn't a drop of gas in the camp.

I emptied the supply tanks meself

on account it was the first thing the heathens would touch off.

Then we ARE stuck!

What's the matter, Ducky? Blowing up?

Yeah... watch me!

What's the matter... can't you take it?

What about a game of poker?

Righto! I feel lucky tonight.

Here's mud in your eye, Tubby!

Well, your mucky head 'll look handsome on the end of a stick!

Yours won't... that's a cinch!

Open.

- How many cards? - Three.

Dealer takes one.

Hello! They've reached the channel.

- Now they're copping it! - Wait a minute...

There it is... they're through!

They're through the channel and they're safe!

They're finished!

- They didn't have a channel! - Oh, yes they did!

I choked it out of one of the a native pilot s the first week I was here.

And I handed it on to Von Elst.

You've done yourself in good and proper here, for a rag like Judith,

and you didn't even have the satisfaction of getting her.

I'm satisfied.

You don't know what you're talking about, you poor old pot-belly.

They've got something you wouldn't know.

Something we haven't got.

- Gee, I wish I had it. - I don't believe it, Bannister. It's all mush.

I don't believe it, it's all mush.

Well... come on... bets!

We haven't got till Christmas!

Here's me with a Royal Flush for the first time in me life...

and you goes and croaks on me!

You ungrateful hound!

Blast you Ballister, what are you grinning at?

Thought I was losing me guts, didn't you?

Was you thinking of the ritmeister and Judith?

Ballister...

Ballister...

What did you think they'd got, I didn't have?

No...

Soft...

That's what she was...

All of you!

Mush!

Can you hear from where you are, now, Ballister?

If the flames ain't roaring too high, maybe you can hear me.

I'm Prin, king of the river...

I always was king.

And I'm staying king and you can laugh that off!

Thought they was superior, eh?

I'm Prin... I'm king of the river...

King of the river, and...

King of everything under it and alongside of it.

King!

Subtitles by FatPlank for KG